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He flew to the human, despite quite obvious lack of energy, and started talking.
"My bondmate has been in bed for three days straight, not eating, not drinking, not even TWITCHING... He's dying, and I don't know what to do!"

Her eyes crossed when the feien flew up to her and Halo blinked and took a step back.

"Wait hold on.." She held out her hand so the tired fairy could relax a bit.

"Your bond mate is ill and not moving? What about talking.. or conscious?" That sounded like a bad condition to be in.

"What brought all this on??"

She hated to ask this, "He does have a heartbeat.. right?"

Well duh. Of course. The feien was here... right?

"Yeah.. well. Uh.." Halo made a pained face. She didn't drive. She took buses. "How about a hospital. We get him to a hospital. That's what doctors are for..." And he better have damned health insurance.

What the hell man, she gets here the first night meeting Feien and she's already in some crazy situation. Halo hoped this wasn't some sort of omen of the future.

"You're going to have to tell me how to get to your.. his.. home. SO we can do something. I'll call an ambulance."

"I don't know what's wrong with him... but I know how to get back there.... "

Halo frowned and wrinkled her nose. She looked at LF.

"Hi.. umm I know you don't know me, I'm Halo. This is my yet unnamed bloom." She held up the bloom in her other hand.

"Do you happen to drive?" She looked after her.

"I want to get to the house.. get him to a hospital!"

He nods up at the person who holds him, and points out the door.
"That way."

Jhiri opened the tavern up for the morning, unlocking the door and drawing back the curtains from the windows. The open sign was flipped around to welcome patrons in.

As she went about her morning routine, vibrant violet eyes measured her movements from where Averno was perched on her left shoulder.

"Maybe you'll get to meet some Feien today, Av..." Jhiri murmured to the fairy. She slipped behind the bar to put on a pot of coffee and warm up a danish in the microwave.

Averno arched a brow and launched from Sajhiri's shoulder to land gracefully on the bartop. "I should hope so. And my name is Averno, not Av. You do know what that means, don't you? Or are you as uneducated as you are clumsy?"

Sajhiri grimaced and settled on a stool behind the bar. "It's Latin for 'Hell' isn't it?" Thus the grimace. Nothing like a Seraph caring for a creature named after the place she had warred against for eons.

"Precisely," Averno replied in a cool tone. "It is therefore impolite for you to shorten my name, as it does carry specific meaning. Please remember not to do that in the future. It is bad enough how you abused my bloom..."

Jhiri frowned, but the glimmer of guilt in her eyes betrayed how the words cut her. "That was an accident, not abuse, and you know it."

Averno shrugged. "If that helps you sleep at night, dear." The Feien began to explore the cottage's main room with cold curiosity.

Sajhiri looked over at the sound of an entry and she smiled at Silva. "Hello there! What can I get you to drink today? Another cherry phosphate?" The fizzy olf-fashioned soda was one of Sajhiri's own favorites.

In the corner of the room a dark figure flitted from shadow to shadow, inspecting, investigating, and absorbing information. At Sajhiri's address of Silva, Averno turned to investigate the new arrival. First impressions can only be made once, she thought to herself, and with a motion and a mumbled arcane word, she invoked a spell of flight to increase her airborne maneuverability. As the magic settled over her, she launched up towards the ceiling, then streaked into a dive above Silva's head, pulling up at the last moment to somersault twice in a display of aerial acrobatics. She kicked out into an langourously stretched position to alight, soundlessly, on the Feien-sized bartop in front of him, on the tips of her toes.

"I do not believe we've met, sir..." she purred out in a cool, but velvety tone.